The Blood Crown

Wu Liuqi came to inform that the wolf king had summoned Yan Sikong to see General Yuan.When he was talking, he didn't dare to lift his head, his calves were shaking, and his big black eyes would peek at Fenghun lying at Yan Sikong's feet from time to time.

Feng Hun also stared at him with a single eye.

Yan Sikong stood up, his chest was full of energy and blood, he was finally going to see Yuan Shaoxu.

Feng Hun hooked Yan Sikong's leg with his claws, and Yan Sikong pressed its head: "Hun'er, I'll come back when I go. You stay in the tent and don't go anywhere."

Hearing the words, Fenghun withdrew his claws.

Yan Sikong followed Wu Liuqi out of the tent, and told him, "Don't let anyone enter my tent at will, do you understand?"

Wu Liuqi said awkwardly: "Don't worry, my lord, except for the wolf king, who dares to go in."

It was the first time for Yan Sikong to walk in the rebel camp these days. He seized the time to observe it, but it was a bit difficult to judge the situation of the barracks by relying on the mere few steps.

Wu Liuqi brought him to Yuan Shaoxu's military tent: "My lord, please."

Yan Sikong took a deep breath, his gaze was calm and cold, he straightened his waist, and walked in with strides calmly.

As soon as he entered the tent, Yan Sikong saw Fengye sitting on the main seat, and the Yuan family brothers stood on both sides. When a familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared in front of Yan Sikong, he froze immediately.

Yuan Shaoxu...

The last time the two met, Yuan Shaoxu was still a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Seventeen years later, he was about the same age as Yuan Mao back then.Among the heirs of the Yuan family, Yuan Shaoxu and Yuan Mao looked the most alike. Now that the lines on the face have added traces of time, and the armor on the body is decorated with a bit of heroism, it is even more similar.

If one didn't understand Yuan Shaoxu's true nature, he would be easily convincing at first glance based on his majestic appearance and heroic temperament.

Looking at that face, Yan Sikong couldn't help but recall Yuan Mao, and felt sore in his heart.

Yuan Shaoxu strode over and shouted excitedly, "Nan Yu!"

Before Yan Sikong could react, Yuan Shaoxu had already grabbed his shoulder: "Nan Yu, I didn't expect that we would see each other again!"

Yan Sikong stared blankly at Yuan Shaoxu, a feeling of disgust arose in his heart, Yuan Shaoxu dared to put on such a face that looked like Yuan Mao, and do such vile things, even he was so scheming Those who are not worthy of their own will be ashamed.

Yuan Shaoxu said sadly: "You left without saying goodbye back then, and we have not heard from you for 17 years. We all thought that you were...unexpectedly, you are still alive. Mother and eldest sister know how happy they are."

Yan Sikong looked at Yuan Shaoxu without blinking, and said lightly: "Brother, I am Sikong, not Nan Yu, so you can't even recognize your own brother."

Yuan Shaoxu looked surprised, and he glanced at Yuan Nanyu: "Nan Yu, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean, big brother?"

"Nan Yu..." Yuan Shaoxu was heartbroken, "You still pretend to be Sikong? Back then, our Yuan family was destroyed, and the three brothers were separated. Now we are finally reunited. Sikong also said that I won't blame you. Why do you have to?"

"I also want to ask elder brother why this is so." Yan Sikong took Yuan Shaoxu's hand off his shoulder, he looked at Yuan Nanyu, then at Feng Ye, "now Yu'er has lost his memory, wolf Wang doesn't know the truth, it depends on your own words, Sikong or Nan Yu, it's just a name, it doesn't matter what I am called, but I can't be wronged."

"You..." Yuan Shaoxu shook his head in disappointment, "You and I are brothers, why should I wrong you? When you ran into the execution ground and were about to be sent into exile, you asked Sikong to take the blame for you, and outsiders couldn't tell You, and I... are selfish for a while, and there is no hindrance, just because you are my younger brother..." He said regretfully, "I have had a bad conscience all these years, until I saw Sikong again, knowing that you are all alive, I can get a good night's sleep."

Que Wang lowered his head, clenched his hands behind his back into fists, Feng Ye raised his chin slightly, and looked at Yan Sikong coldly.

Yan Sikong sneered: "Brother, I really didn't see it back then. You can act like this. I understand why you lied, but this lie is too easy to expose. Both the elder sister and the mother know the truth. Although there are many old people in Guangning I am no longer here, but the events of those years cannot be completely erased. Who was known as a child prodigy since childhood, and who was a martial artist since childhood? General Liang Huiyong, who is now fighting against the Jin people in Guangning, was the one who took me away from the execution ground. Yes, he knows who the person who crashed into the execution ground is." He looked at Feng Ye, "Wolf King, do you dare to send a letter to General Liang to ask about this?"

Feng Ye said: "Okay."

Yuan Shaoxu's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Nan Yu, I haven't seen you in 17 years, how did you become... They all said that you are sinister and cunning, and you are full of lies. I care about my brotherhood, and I don't want to believe a word, but You... What are you doing for, that you don't even want to recognize your ancestors? If father knows in heaven, how sad it would be to see the three of us jealous of each other!"

Yuan Shaoxu's expression was solemn, and he spoke righteously. His face looked very much like Yuan Mao's back then. Yan Sikong's heart trembled. Seeing Yuanmao accusing their brothers of being against the wall made him suddenly feel unspeakable guilt.

Seeing that this trick worked, Yuan Shaoxu took another step closer and said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten how father taught us back then? Is this how you repay father's kindness?"

Yuan Nanyu, who had been silent all the time, came over and said softly: "Master Yan, since you don't care about a name, why don't you just expose the past and don't mention it again. I said, I don't blame you, If you want to be Sikong, you are Sikong. I am already Que Wang, and I only remember that I am Que Wang, and the elder brother is always the elder brother. The elder brother is right. The most important thing is that the three of us are reunited? We Brothers unite as one, rectify father's name and avenge the Yuan family, father's spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

Yan Sikong looked at the Yuan family brothers stiffly, he felt a stagnation in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, his lips trembled, and his fists were clenched.

Yuan Shaoxu is smarter than he imagined, and he knows where his weakness is. What he can't let go of in his life is the great kindness of the Yuan family to him. Now the brothers of the Yuan family are alluding to him for being unfilial to Yuan Mao. It's like a punch in the chest. , hit hard and accurately.

But... just expose it?

If there is no Feng Ye, he might be able to expose it, he doesn't care who he is, but Feng Ye treats him because of this... His heart hurts, he silently glanced at the expressionless Feng Ye, the corner of his mouth suddenly pulled out One laughed derisively.

Feng Ye, I don't care...

Why is he still unwilling to prove his innocence? Even if he proves that he is really Yan Sikong, will the barriers between him and Feng Ye disappear?He still deceived and used Fengye, he still married Fengye's cousin, and Fengye was not to be outdone, those harsh accusations, those merciless humiliations, can it be treated as never happened?

Why was he wasting his efforts in vain?Maybe it's just like what Yuan Nanyu said, just let it go, brothers are of one mind, it's good for everyone.

He was heartbroken, but a mocking laugh escaped from the corner of his mouth. He smiled lowly: "Okay, well said. I, Yan Sikong, have lived for 30 years, and I have defeated the most vicious and sinister power official in the world." , but he can't prove his identity, let alone..." He took a deep breath, smiled sadly, "Let's just expose it."

After speaking, he no longer looked at anyone in the tent, turned and left.

He knew in his heart that whether it was a letter to Yuan Weiling or Liang Huiyong, it would either not be delivered or received back. Yuan Shaoxu joined the army at the age of 16 and is now a general in the rebel army. If you don't, your life will be in vain.

He was tired, utterly tired.

-

Back in his tent, Feng Hun was still lying on his stomach where he was, and when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes and took a look.

Yan Sikong walked to Fenghun's side and fell on top of it, feeling weak and powerless for a moment.

He really wanted to take Yuan Shaoxu's face off, so that Yuan Shaoxu would not use that face that looked like Yuan Mao to say something that made him angry.

But he was Yuan Mao's son after all, for Yuan Mao's sake, what else could he do?

Feng Hun seemed to have sensed Yan Sikong's emotions, and arched his head against him.

Yan Sikong turned around, stroked Fenghun's face, and said softly: "Hun'er, can you remember the taste of a person for a lifetime?"

The blue and white wolf eyes of Fenghun looked at Yan Sikong without blinking.

"Even if you only have one eye, you still recognize me." Yan Sikong smiled wryly, "He is not as good as you."

Feng Hun, who was always arrogant and cold, suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked Yan Sikong's face.

Yan Sikong was stunned: "It's the first time you lick me." In the past, it was like a great gift to seal the soul and hit him.

The soul seal let out a "woo".

Yan Sikong lay on Fenghun's body, showing a gentle smile: "Well, at least you know me, whether I am Yan Sikong or not, whether I am a good person or a bad person, loyal or a traitor, in your heart, There is not much difference." He couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, and whispered: "Perhaps, you are the one who understands me best in the world."

When Feng Ye stepped into the camp, what he saw was Yan Sikong's lonely back lying on Feng Hun's body, his heart twitched, his expression moved slightly, but he quickly covered it up.

Yan Sikong didn't look back, the person who could step into his tent at will and make Fenghun unresponsive could only be Feng Ye.

Feng Ye came closer, squatted down, and ordered: "Turn your head."

Yan Sikong paused for a moment, then slowly turned around, looking at Fengye indifferently.

"What else can you say?"

"There is nothing to say." Yan Sikong's expression was very cold, "I am who you think I am, and who I am now, it doesn't really matter. The important thing is that I am the censor of Qianzhou. I am the court consort, if you want the Datong army, you have to rely on me."

Feng Ye sneered: "That's right, this is you. In your heart, love for children, relatives and brothers are all chess in the palm of your hand. Now if you want to compete on the chessboard, you must use my soldiers and horses."

"That's right, I have handsome in my hands, and you have pawns in your hands." Yan Sikong stared deeply into Feng Ye's eyes, "King Chu is the eldest prince, the rightful choice for the heir, the future emperor, I will help you win the Hetao, help You lured the Datong army to help you fight for the Central Plains, and you want to help the king of Chu ascend the throne, and we will share the world equally."

The corners of Feng Ye's lips raised slightly: "It's a deal."

There was a chill in Yan Sikong's heart, Fengye's promise made him untrustworthy, because he no longer dared to say that he knew Fengye, and Fengye was on guard against him, and he was also on guard against Fengye. The two people who were once close, now Even if it is close at hand, it seems to be separated by a deep chasm.

Feng Ye bullied him: "Do you know why I let Hun'er guard you?"

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "It can't speak."

"Yes, only Hun'er will not be deceived by your rhetoric." Feng Ye sneered, "Otherwise with your cunning, maybe this Feng family army will change his surname when he wakes up."

Yan Sikong sneered: "The wolf king who is famous all over the world is afraid of a weak scholar. Can you command the three armies like this?"

"Afraid of you?" Feng Ye stroked his hair softly, "I have been to purgatory, seen ghosts, and felt my father lose temperature in his arms, there is no one in this world that I am afraid of Feng Ye. "

Yan Sikong shuddered.

Feng Ye lowered his head and licked Yan Sikong's lips: "Since the day I was wronged and imprisoned, I will pay back the same, the same for the hardships and sins I have suffered."

Yan Sikong got up and wanted to escape, but Feng Ye grabbed him, dragged him into his arms, and kissed those soft lips forcefully.

Lips and teeth intertwined, so close, but the two of them stared at each other, as if they were about to poke holes out of each other's faces.

Yan Sikong suddenly kicked Fenghun hard, Fenghun stood up dissatisfied, and the two of them rolled to the side.

Only then was Yan Sikong able to escape, he got up and looked at Feng Ye warily.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong playfully as if looking at prey: "Among you and me, who is afraid of whom?"

"Feng Ye, you have underestimated me." Yan Sikong sneered, "You have been to purgatory, I have also walked through the underworld, you have seen ghosts, and I have been with sprites, in order to get to today, I, Yan Sikong I don't know how many times I have died, and there is no one or anything in this world that I am afraid of."

"Very good." Feng Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "And you, a fearless person, want to obey my orders, God help me to seal the family."

Yan Sikong pursed his lips and remained silent.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand: "Come here."

Yan Sikong's expression darkened.

"Come here." Feng Ye said imposingly, "Do you want to win this game of chess with a lonely guy?"

"You are not handsome, you are born without a name."

"One last time, come here." Feng Ye narrowed his pair of sharp wolf eyes, which shone with a dangerous and undeniable light.

Yan Sikong let out a soft breath, and walked over slowly.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand, pushed him back under him, and said condescendingly: "Your usefulness also includes-to please me. As you wish, don't waste this good skin."

Yan Sikong smiled coldly, looking at Feng Ye's eyes, fearing that he couldn't find a trace of warmth.